Zhou Fei walked out of the main hall, and then jumped onto the roof.

Rain.

It didn't take long to pour him through.

Zhou Fei stood on the roof like a benchmark.

The rain curtain could not obscure his vision, and as far as his eye could see, there was a rapidly advancing cavalry regiment.

They rode uniform black horses, dressed in black armor, just like demons that suddenly rushed out of the dark universe.

It's cold, killing.

Zhou Fei just watched in silence.

At the speed of the cavalry regiment, it is estimated that it will only take half a pillar of incense to rush up the ruined temple halfway up the mountainside.

There is no way to escape.

There was no time.

At this moment, Ling Zhaoyan also jumped up.

She said, "Most of them are in the early stage of the Seven Star Realm. There are two stronger ones, and the strength is the same as yours. ”

At the end, he added: "It's hard to entangle." ”

Zhou Fei had already expected this to be the case, so he was not surprised at all.

Zhou Fei raised his hand, and the carriage parked in the courtyard suddenly trembled, and then a beam of light flew out of the carriage and fell directly into Zhou Fei's hands.

Snow Drink Knife.

Zhou Fei's personal weapon is also his best weapon.

Pulling out the snow drinking knife, Zhou Fei held the handle of the knife with both hands and slashed forward.

The sword qi cut through the rain curtain and cut a thin line between heaven and earth.

With lightning speed, he rushed towards the cavalry regiment that was rushing towards it.

The sword has a sword spirit, and the sword has a sword soul.

This sword is made from the Outer Meteorite, and after it was created, it has experienced several battles, large and small, and each time it can be called thrilling.

Qiao Kun and Wanghuan have all been defeated under this knife.

He's got a bad breath.

At the same time, Zhou Fei also put the snow drinking knife together with the knife given to him by his master.

Two very different evil energies are infiltrating each other and then merging.

It may not be a metamorphosis, but the influence of each other exists.

When Zhou Fei pulled out the snow drinking knife, the violent shower seemed to sense something, and he was a little more afraid of Zhou Fei.

The cavalry regiment was still some distance from the ruined temple.

However, when Zhou Fei took out the snow drinking knife, the sword qi had already locked on these cavalrymen.

They felt the crisis.

However, it did not stop.

This made Zhou Fei feel a little surprised.

In the face of the crisis, they have maintained a high-speed sprint, what supports them to be so reckless about life and death?

Burst!

The blade that had been released earlier finally slashed into the body of a member of a cavalry regiment.

The latter was split in two on the spot.

Because the speed was so fast, the blood didn't even spill out in the first place.

It was only after the man fell from his horse that the blood gushed out, but it was soon washed away by the rain.

"Something is wrong. Ling Zhaoyan said.

Zhou Fei nodded: "It's very wrong." ”

The strength of these cavalry is not weak, Zhou Fei's knife just now is really powerful, but at such a long distance, it is very easy to dodge.

However, these cavalry did not dodge or dodge, and continued to advance even if they died.

"They're closing the distance and then draining your aura. Ling Zhaoyan said: "There should be people who haven't appeared." ”

Zhou Fei exhaled slowly, ready to swing the knife again.

"You're going to be tired if you go on like this. Ling Zhaoyan said, "Leave it to me." ”

Zhou Fei was silent for a moment, "Thank you." ”

Ling Zhaoyan smiled slightly, raised his sword and charged.

Her speed was extremely fast, and in a few breaths she had already struck in front of those iron horsemen, her long sword unsheathed, invincible.

Ling Zhaoyan, who had already preliminarily mastered the charm of kendo, felt like dancing every time he fought.

It's really beautiful.

The United States and China, with a slaughter.

These cavalry finally stopped, because they could not break through the defense line that Ling Zhaoyan had built alone.

Zhou Fei took a deep breath and slowly raised the knife again.

Although Ling Zhaoyan blocked the cavalry, there was still a person hiding in the shadows, spying on Zhou Fei.

Even if he couldn't see him, Zhou Fei could smell the smell that made him sick from the air.

The other party is waiting, waiting for Zhou Fei to run out.

It's just that he has one less person, and that is Ling Zhaoyan.

So now the initiative has fallen into the hands of Zhou Fei, who has changed from an attacker to a waiter.

When the time comes, the person who is hiding in the shadows will definitely appear.

Otherwise, his cavalry regiment would be wiped out.

Zhou Fei knew that the person hiding in the shadows was Yongyan.

The prince of Wei who was once abolished by himself and was rescued by Yue Jingyu.

If it were a different story, Yongyan would be the absolute protagonist.

He is entangled with all the factors that the protagonist needs.

The genius fell, the master passed on the skills, and then took out the people who trampled on him in the past and slapped them in the face one by one.

A proper script for the main character.

Zhou Fei muttered: "It's a pity, Lao Tzu has the final say in this book." ”

The rain is getting heavier.

Visibility is also getting lower and lower.

Zhou Fei was almost unable to see Ling Zhaoyan and the knight group clearly.

However, Ling Zhaoyan should have encountered a little trouble.

After all, it is the Guardian Knights of the Temple, and its strength is not weak, and it is very good at formations.

The torrential rain may have affected Ling Zhaoyan's performance, so now the two sides have entered a tug-of-war.

Obviously, this is what the other side wants to see.

Zhou Fei clenched the handle of the knife and closed his eyes directly.

In this case, the eyes are useless.

Perception comes first.

Although Zhou Fei is not a teacher, he is full of energy.

Perception is no worse than that of the teacher.

A moment later, Zhou Fei turned half of his body on the right side and slashed it with a knife.

The blade cut through the rain curtain and even let out a whistling.

Before the blade, there were some trees.

They withstood the torrential rain and wind, but in the end they did not dodge Zhou Fei's blade.

With a single slash, a crack appeared in the center of the tree, which was very thin and long.

A moment later there was a sound of Kerala.

Trees fell with a bang.

The rainstorm seemed to be forbidden at this moment.

The trees exploded, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

After the trees, there is a flower.

Blood-red pear blossoms.

The pear blossoms were originally bright white, but now they are as red as blood, and the color is so rich that it seems to be able to drip out at any time.

The blade slashed at the flower.

Then, the flowers trembled slightly, and water droplets splashed out in all directions.

The earth-shattering knife disappeared like this.

Not a single trace was left.

And just gone.

It seems to have bloomed a little more.

It's even more delicate than before.

Even Zhou Fei felt that this flower was a smiling face.

The smile was full of sarcasm.

As if to say, here you come.

Zhou Fei also smiled.

Pretending to be forced?

That's great.

I like to pretend to be a forceful person.

Zhou Fei reversed the blade, from the bottom up, and swept out with one sword.

The sword qi swelled rapidly in the air, and finally split into a roaring tiger in mid-air, opened its bloody mouth, and fiercely bit at the blood-colored pear blossom.

The frequency of Rika's tremors also increased to the extreme at this moment, and even made a buzzing sound similar to that of a bee.

Then, a butterfly came out of the stamen, and it fluttered its wings and twisted the tiger to pieces. I want to talk about "The Strongest Waste Material System" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~